amepiesces

at the back of my door

why it can\'t last a little bit longer 

why it comes like spring and then moves over

i wish to be embraced by you for eternity

but you left as a scent that touched ...

a mortal....

i searched the shallows for the depth you left

like a cup of tea overflowed by stress

i roamed the mountains the ruins and all

but never once i found the truth untold

at last so tired i came back and frowned

you were just standing there ..

giggling..

at the back of my door..